The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

of her thoughts. It was

to like my latest

gut feeling told Nancy to check. And sure enough, there

photos showcasing the jewelry Cyrus had gifted her. Right at the center was a picture of her snuggled up against a man radiating joy. Even though the man's face was out of frame, the

rightful owner. Thanks for the

eyes stung. So, Cyrus had taken Hayley to

Nancy cared to admit. Yet, she quietly liked the post. Nancy didn't cut Hayley off. She wanted to see how

steam in his wake.

you looking so down? If someone's bothering my Nancy, I'll

a beat, but she masked her feelings well. "It's nothing," she said,

then back at Nancy, trying to gauge her expression. "What's

true love in marriage exists," Nancy said, her voice

tenderly and said,

held her gaze, focusing on her lips, a rush of desire